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ea3e7c6
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Ravings, in short, jealousy of the past, the worst kind of all.
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fighting
jealous
jealousy
love
salman-rushdie
the-satanic-verses
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Salman Rushdie |
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ee6025b
|
"And here is love like a tinsmith's scoop sunk past its glean in the meal-bin. --"Sunlight"
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love
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Seamus Heaney |
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ef32482
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Meeks was telling him about the value of work. He said that it had been his personal experience that if you wanted to get ahead, you had to work. He said this was the law of life and it was no way to get around it because it was inscribed on the human heart like love thy neighbour. He said these two laws were the team that worked together to make the world go round and that any individual who wanted to be a success and win the pursuit of happiness, that was all he needed to know.
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love
work
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Flannery O'Connor |
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ef7b4dc
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Good food, fresh water, and an occasional sweet and someone to care for. That's what everyone should have. A simplistic and unrealistic view I knew, but it soothed me.
|
|
kiki
love
minimalism-essentials
sweets
water
yelena-zaltana
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Maria V. Snyder |
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f06c345
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"I could never, I knew then, lose myself "in love." Margery had accused me of coldness, and she was right, but she was also wrong: For me, for always, the paramount organ of passion was the mind. Unnatural, unbalanced, perhaps, but it was true: Without intellect, there could be no love."
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|
feminist
feminist-quotes
independence
intellect
love
mystery
passion
romance
sherlock
|
Laurie R. King |
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f4279bf
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When a boy's first romantic interlude is with Pheobe the Dog-Faced Girl, he feels a need to get out into the world and find a new life.
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|
circus
dating
funny
girls
humor
life
life-experience
love
teenagers
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Annette Curtis Klause |
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22b7ec3
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Almost all the time, you tell yourself you're loving somebody when you're just using them.
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love
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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f5625fa
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All that time tying herself up in knots because she simply couldn't think of a good reason not to be with him
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heartbreak
love
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Chris Manby |
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22772e1
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And so he set about restoring them, using the tricks he had learned over the years. He went to them, speaking to each of them in tones so low that none of the others could hear, getting their names, gently touching them, asking about their pains, their fears, gently eliciting their stories, reminding them of why they had run in the first place.
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love
stories
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David Bradley |
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224105a
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"Women understand that there are two distinct economies: There is physical attraction, and then there is the "ideal." When a woman looks at a man, she can physically dislike the idea of his height, his coloring, his shape. But after she has liked him and loved him, she would not want him to look any other way: For many women, the body appears to grow beautiful and erotic as they grow to like the person in it. The actual body, the smell, the feel, the voice and movement, becomes charged with heat through the desirable person who animates it. Even Gertrude Stein said of Picasso, "There was nothing especially attractive about him at first sight...but his radiance, an inner fire one sensed in him, gave him a sort of magnetism I was unable to resist." By the same token, a woman can admire a man as a work of art but lose sexual interest if he turns out to be an idiot. What becomes of the man who acquires a beautiful woman, with her "beauty" his sole target? He sabotages himself. He has gained no friend, no ally, no mutual trust: She knows quite well why she has been chosen. He has succeeded in buying a mutually suspicious set of insecurities. He does gain something: the esteem of other men who find such an acquisition impressive."
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feminism
love
our-shared-shelf
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Naomi Wolf |
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f5e456f
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She'll be willing to meet someone who can hold her interest for more than a few months, and that guy will teach her about domestic deepenings, the modest reliable thrill of the familiar, which as almost everyone but Liz knows has been the way of human happiness since humanity was born.
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love
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Michael Cunningham |
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f657b91
|
Hate yearned to destroy and sought to forget, but love could not. Love strove creatively towards days that had yet to come.
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hate
love
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Richard Wright |
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213bd41
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But this I have lived five thousand years to learn. Power is as cold as forgotten ashes. Only my love can keep alive the memory of my daughter, the stories of Ray, Arturo, Yaksha, and most of all the grace of Krishna.
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|
christopher-pike
creatures-of-forever
grace
love
memories
power
the-last-vampire
thirst
|
Christopher Pike |
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fcc6e11
|
I think that she is everything I have ever loved about our religion distilled down to fit into one person, everything about the faith that is both selfless and responsible.
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|
love
religion
responsibility
selflessness
|
Ann Patchett |
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fcf5be3
|
My body rocks as if Isaiah used a defibrillator on my chest. He loves me. His words gain traction in my head...he loves me. My heart patters faster and faster. Not because of anxiety but because of hope. Gathering air into my lungs, I rest my head against his shirt, which is wet with my tears. His heart has a slow, steady beat. One that never panics. One that is always strong.
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|
heart
love
strong
who-i-am
without-you
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Katie McGarry |
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2056cbc
|
Milena lutfen bana yardim edin! Soyleyebildiklerimden daha da fazlasini anlamaya calisin.
|
|
kafka
letter
love
milena
|
Franz Kafka |
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1fdaf2d
|
His face was so ravaged, it was like looking at death itself. Except for the smooth, silvered part of it. By creeping degrees, his human hand lifted. He turned it over, showing a bloody palm. His cracked lips moved. Beloved. He could not say the word, but I knew it. So did his Fool.
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|
death
fitz
fool
love
nighteyes
sorrow
together
whole
|
Robin Hobb |
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1fa243d
|
When the anesthesia of love wears off, you suffer the pain of consequence.
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|
heartbreak
love
|
Amy Tan |
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fe46651
|
Es que hasta la alegria que produce la presencia del hombre a quien se ama se siente mejor a solas. Si la presencia fuera de el continua, solo estaria presente en su constante transcurrir. Detenerla solo es posible en los ratos de soledad
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|
love
soledad
solitude
|
Milan Kundera |
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7c1817c
|
It seemed that out of every tear of a martyr new confessors were born, and that every groan on the arena found an echo in thousands of breasts. Caesar was swimming in blood, Rome and the whole pagan world was mad. But those who had had enough of transgression and madness, those who were trampled upon, those whose lives were misery and oppression, all the weighed down, all the sad, all the unfortunate, came to hear the wonderful tidings of God, who out of love for men had given Himself to be crucified and redeem their sins. When they found a God whom they could love, they had found that which the society of the time could not give any one, -- happiness and love.
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|
hope
love
nero
tyranny
|
Henryk Sienkiewicz |
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7b5b71e
|
Such kindness wasn't a gift but a goad, scraping against one's skin like a yoke of thorns. She would have preferred him stiff, defensive, even offensive.
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|
kindness
love
men
pride
|
Lauren Willig |
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8529d0a
|
IF YOU ASK ME A PERSON DOESNT GET ENOUGH SURPRISES IN A LIFE TIME.
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|
love
surprise
|
James Patterson |
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38cc531
|
He had slept next to her for thirty-six years, and the mattress felt different without her weight, however slight, and without the rhythm of her breath the dark had no measure. There were times he woke feeling cold from the lack of the heat that once came from between her thighs and behind her knees. He might have even called her, if he could have momentarily forgotten that he already knew everything she could possibly say.
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|
love
marriage
sleeping-together
|
Nicole Krauss |
|
27e8734
|
The only power she wanted over him was the power to make him happy. . . . She wanted them to be equal in their loving, not master and slave.
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|
love
power
|
Mary Jo Putney |
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37b81c0
|
I love the way he smelled whenever his head dipped close to hear what I was saying--like the sun striking th cheek of a tomato, or soap drying in the hood of a car. I loved the way his hand felt on my spine. I loved.
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|
love
nostalgia
reminiscing
|
Jodi Picoult |
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805c61c
|
In my mind, I gave the woman gifts. I gave her a candle stub. I gave her a box of wooden kitchen matches. I gave her a cake of Lifebuoy soap. I gave her a ceilingful of glow-in-the-dark planets. I gave her a bald baby doll. I gave her a ripe fig, sweet as new wood, and a milkdrop from its stem. I gave her a peppermint puff. I gave her a bouquet of four roses. I gave her fat earthworms for her grave. I gave her a fish from Roebuck Lake, a vial of my sweat for it to swim in.
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|
love
mortality
|
Lewis Nordan |
|
94739bc
|
Nat didn't know what to make of Ryan Wesson-whether she wanted to slap him or kiss him. Slap him, definitely
|
|
love
melissa-de-la-cruz
natasha-kestal
ryan-wesson
|
Melissa de la Cruz |
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904d41b
|
And he glanced down at Mercy beside him, and saw in her face such radiant goodness, such a calm certainty, that it seemed to him that if he could only be with her all his life, he should know a love, and happiness, and peace that he had never known before.
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|
everlasting-love
lasting-love
love
true-love
unconditional
|
Edward Rutherfurd |
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3d4484f
|
I suggest that we need a generation or two not of theory but of an attempt to discover the real phenomena of eros.
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|
friendship
love
|
Allan Bloom |
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f37131c
|
Most folks believe we are hardwired biologically to long for sex but they do not believe we are hardwired to long for love. Almost everyone believes that we can have sex without love; mosr folks do not believe that a couple can have love in a relationship if there is no sex.
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|
love
relationships
sex
|
Bell Hooks |
|
3c177ff
|
Nor did he think of Celia any more, though he could sometimes remember having dreamt of her. If only he had been able to think of her, he would not have needed to dream of her.
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|
love
regret
|
Samuel Beckett |
|
da9bfc8
|
L'amore e una faccenda intima strana e piena di contraddizioni, visto che non di rado amiamo qualcuno solo perche amiamo noi stessi, per egoismo, avidita, desiderio fisico, brama di dominare l'oggetto d'amore e asservirlo; o al contrario, per desiderio di asservirci e essere dominati dal nostro amante, e in fondo l'amore assomiglia all'odio e gli e piu prossimo di quanto non si pensi normalmente.
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|
jewish
love
love-and-hate
love-hurts
love-quotes
philosophical
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
religion
|
Amos Oz |
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da9ecac
|
"To love somebody is not just a strong feeling -- it is a decision, it is a judgment, it is a promise," writes psychologist Erich Fromm. "If love were only a feeling, there would be no basis for the promise to love each other forever. A feeling comes and it may go. How can I judge that it will stay forever, when my act does not involve judgment and decision?"
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|
love
marriage
promises
|
Ada Calhoun |
|
b1d9b17
|
When God gives you a mission, He also gives you everything you need to fulfill that mission.
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|
fulfillment
god
gods-love
love
mission
purpose
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Elizabeth George |
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e87e368
|
Michael doesn't flinch. 'You can't know,' he says quietly, 'how much you truly love something until it's gone.' 'That's not fair,' I say as I tremble. 'No one said it would be. He tests you, Benji, and he tests Calliel for a supremely simple reason. You are tested because if you aren't, how could you know what you believe in?'
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|
belief
faith
love
|
T.J. Klune |
|
38c9be7
|
If you like someone, you should have to make an effort.
|
|
christmas
first-kiss
holiday
life
love
my-true-love-gave-to-me
winter
|
Stephanie Perkins |
|
3c78923
|
"You've obviously never been in love." "I have actually. And . And--always--without hope--I've never had my love reciprocated ever."
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|
in-love
iris-murdoch
love
painful
sad
the-black-prince
unreciprocated-love
unrequited-love
|
Iris Murdoch |
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534eee4
|
"Catti-brie had to believe that now, recalling the scene in light of the drow's words. She had to believe that her love for Wulfgar had been real, very real, and not misplaced, that he was all she had thought him to be. Now she could. For the first time since Wulfgar's death, Cattie-brie could remember him without pangs of guilt, without the fears that, had he lived, she would not have married him. Because Drizzt was right; Wulfgar would have admitted the error despite his pride, and he would have grown, as he always had before. That was the finest quality of the man, an almost childlike quality, that viewed the world and his own life as getting better, as moving toward a better way in a better place. What followed was the most sincere smile on Cattie-brie's face in many, many months. She felt suddenly free, suddenly complete with her past, reconciled and able to move forward with her life. She looked at the drow, wide-eyed, with a curiosity that seemed to surprise Drizzt. She could go on, but what exactly did that mean? Slowly, Cattie-brie began shaking her head, and Drizzt came to understand that the movement had something to do with him. He lifted a slender hand and brushed some stray hair back from her cheek, his ebony skin contrasting starkly with her light skin, even in the quiet light of night. "I do love you," the drow admitted. The blunt statement did not catch Catti-brie by surprise, not at all. "As you love me," Drizzt went on, easily, confident that his words were on the mark. "And I, too, must look ahead now, must find my place among my friends, beside you, without Wulfgar." "Perhaps in the future," Catti-brie said, her voice barely a whisper. "Perhaps," Drizzt agreed. "But for now..." "Friends," Catti-brie finished. Drizzt moved his hand back from her cheek, held it in the air before her face, and she reached up and clasped it firmly. Friends"
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love
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R.A. Salvatore |
|
3c863e3
|
Naw, I say. Mr ____, can tell you, I don't like it at all. What is it to like? He git up on you, heist your nightgown round your waist, plunge in. Most times I pretend I ain't there. He never know the difference. Never ast me how I feel, nothing. Just do his business, get off, go to sleep. She start to laugh. Do his business, she say. Do his business. Why, Miss Celie. You make it sound like he going to the toilet on you. That's what it feel like, I say. She stop laughing.
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|
direspect
humour
love
rape
relationship
sex
sexual-abuse
|
Alice Walker |
|
5915692
|
The way you remember or dream about your loved ones - the ones who are gone - you can't stop their endings from jumping ahead of the rest of their stories. You don't get to choose the chronology of what you dream, or the order of events in which you remember someone. In your mind - in your dreams, in your memories - sometimes the story begins with the epilogue.
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|
death
end
family
friends
inspiration
life
love
memories
memory
nostalgia
relationships
thoughts
|
John Irving |
|
3cb0320
|
Knowing and thinking exist for the sake of love -- for the sake of building people up in faith. Thinking that produces pride instead of love is not true thinking.
|
|
love
pride
thinking
|
John Piper |
|
db6d82a
|
Was there ever a great true love? Anyone who became the object of my obsession and not simply my affections?...I could not let myself become that unmindful. Isn't that what love is - losing your mind? You don't care what people think. You don't see your beloved's faults, the slight stinginess, the bit of carelessness, the occasional streak of meanness. You don't mind that he is beneath you socially, educationally, financially, and morally - that's the worst, I think, deficient morals.
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|
love
morals
|
Amy Tan |
|
46d7df2
|
He was kind, he was single, he was vulnerable, he made her laugh (not always intentionally, true, but often enough). Every time she saw him, he seemed to have become a little more handsome.
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|
love
|
Nick Hornby |
|
fc391a8
|
He was generally aware that he had been blessed in her beauty; even in her usual homespun, knee-deep in mud from her garden, or stained and fierce with the blood of her calling, the curve of her bones spoke to his own marrow, and those whisky eyes could make him drunk with a glance. Besides, the mad collieshangie of her hair made him laugh.
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|
clairefraser
fierycross
jamiefraser
love
|
Diana Gabaldon |
|
2ea889a
|
I like this marriage thing, because it's the best of all of us. We get to be the whole meal. The appetizer, the entree, the luxurious dessert... And yes, the peas and the carrots.
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|
love
marriage
|
Cassie Mae |
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f876f05
|
"Merikes phores ton sunantouse okhi san phantasma, para olozontano, opou pragmatika tes eleipe. Ten entharrune e bebaioteta pos ekeinos briskotan ekei, zontanos akoma, alla khoris tes antrikes tou idiotropies, khoris tis patriarkhikes tou apaiteseis, khoris ten exantletike anagkaioteta na ton agapaei me ten idia teletourgia apo parakaira philia kai truphera logia me ta opoia ekeinos ten agapouse. Giati tote ton katalabaine kalutera ap' oti otan etan zontanos, katalabaine ten agonia tou erota tou, te biasune tou na brei s' ekeine ten asphaleia pou edeikhne pos etan to sterigma tes demosias zoes tou kai pou sten pragmatikoteta pote den eikhe. Mia mera, sten pio megale apognose, ekeine tou eikhe phonaxei: "De blepeis poso dustukhismene eimai". Ekeinos eikhe bgalei ta gualia, me mia polu dike tou kinese, khoris na tarakhtei, ten plemmurise me ta diaphana nera ton paidikon tou mation kai me mia mono phrase erixe pano tes olo to baros tes anupophores sophias tou: "Na thumasai panta pos to pio spoudaio s' ena gamo den einai e eutukhia, alla e statheroteta"."
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love
|
Gabriel García Márquez |
|
2df9037
|
I'm sweetness an' motherfuckin' light. Filled from goddamn head to toe wit' love.
|
|
light
love
sweetness
|
Garth Ennis |
|
26674ac
|
However this child was conceived, God will be the Father. My baby won't enter the world unloved or unwanted. If I can't feel a full measure of joy, I know the Lord will.
|
|
father
love
|
Francine Rivers |
|
86283a8
|
But the lucidity of her old age allowed her to see, and she said so many times, that the cries of children in their mothers' wombs are not announcements of ventriloquism or a faculty for prophecy but an unmistakable sign of an incapacity for love.
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|
birth
children
love
unable-to-love
|
Gabriel García Márquez |
|
e693ab1
|
Iki saatlik yasam iki sayfalik bir yazidan daha iyidir diye emin olmayin. Yazi yoksuldur ama daha temizdir.
|
|
hayat
kafka
kitap
letter
love
mektup
milena
okumak
yazı
|
Franz Kafka |
|
6cef606
|
I know who I want to be and I want you by my side as I become that person.
|
|
growing-up
love
|
Katie McGarry |
|
f6d2f79
|
Anja? What is to tell? Everywhere I look I'm seeing Anja... From my good eye, from my glass eye, if they're open or they're close, always I'm thinking on Anja.
|
|
love
soul-mates
true-love
|
Art Spiegelman |
|
3192177
|
Never be frightened at your own faint-heartedness in attaining love. Don't be frightened overmuch even at your evil actions. I am sorry I can say nothing more consoling to you, for love in action is a harsh and dreadful thing compared with love in dreams. Love in dreams is greedy for immediate action, rapidly performed and in the sight of all. Men will even give their lives if only the ordeal does not last long but is soon over, with all looking on and applauding as though on the stage. But active love is labor and fortitude, and for some people too, perhaps, a complete science.
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|
love
|
Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
|
9aae6f0
|
Don't fasten on Dorothy. Only unanswerable longing lies down that road. Gone is gone.
|
|
love
move-on
|
Gregory Maguire |
|
e96f218
|
Twenty years have intervened; for ten of them I lived and fought for Dejah Thoris and her people, and for ten I have lived upon her memory.
|
|
dejah-thoris
john-carter
love
passionate
passionate-love
romance
romantic
sad
|
Edgar Rice Burroughs |
|
99a4d02
|
...But although the rules are vague And widely disregarded now Some precepts remain: live with love - That is a rule we all can understand; Forgive those who need forgiveness, Which I think is everybody, more or less; Be kind - that, perhaps, is first and foremost In any postmodern, new-fangled Code we devise for ourselves; Yes, be kind: love one another, And most of all tend with gentleness The small patch of terra firma That is allocated to each of us...
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|
angus-lordie-s-poems
how-to-live
love
|
Alexander McCall Smith |
|
383fe53
|
A slow nature such as Maurice's appears insensitive, for it needs time even to feel. Its instinct is to assume that nothing either for good or evil has happened, and to resist the invader. Once gripped, it feels acutely, and its sensations in love are particularly profound. Given time, it can know and impart ecstasy; given time, it can sink to the heart of Hell.
|
|
lgbt
love
|
E.M. Forster |
|
c254671
|
How little it takes to make a young girl happy! A pretty dress, sunshine, and somebody opposite, and they are blest.
|
|
happiness
life
love
naivete
pretty-little-things
|
Louisa May Alcott |
|
3d2774f
|
Love is like recognition. It's the moment when you catch sight of someone and you think There is someone I have business with in this life. There is someone I was born to know.
|
|
fate
love
|
Daniel Abraham |
|
e1bc187
|
"By journey's end the brides were much better acquainted with their grooms and more or less pleased with the matches. Sybil Bingham wrote in her diary, thanking God for answering her prayer for filling "the void" with a husband like Hiram, a "treasure rich and undeserved." Having read his insufferable memoir, "A Residence of Twenty-one Years in the Sandwich Islands", all I can say is: I'm happy for her?"
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|
humor
love
marriage
|
Sarah Vowell |
|
f0d940a
|
"Groaning, he gripped his fists in the wild stuff. "Contessa.God, Contessa." She straightened, changing the angle, changing the pleasure. She shook her hair back and undulated. She was a contessa.A princess.No,a queen."
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italian
love
mafia
queen
|
Christie Ridgway |
|
91ed41e
|
Perhaps no one really knows us who does not know the way we laugh.
|
|
laughter
love
|
Valeria Luiselli |
|
846d57c
|
Francesca nao precisava ama-lo. Mas tinha de se sentir livre. Livre para ser feliz. Porque se nao estivesse feliz... Bem, 'isso' o mataria. Podia viver sem o seu amor, mas nao sem a sua felicidade.
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|
francesca-kilmartin-bridgerton
julia-quinn
love
michael-stirling
o-conde-enfeitiçado
when-he-was-wicked
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Julia Quinn |
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f95d27c
|
Together they will spend a happy hour seated side by side..., while Ivy's tender hand guides Duffy's as he traces out laboriously, in pencil, over and over until he has them off pat, the magic letters of his name. More than the wedding itself, that little ceremony there under the lamp, all silent save for the soft scratching of graphite on paper, will mark the true beginning of their life together.
|
|
letters
love
wedding
|
John Banville |
|
4a89113
|
Non spaventarti se senti le mie labbra sul collo, non volevo baciarti, e soltanto amore impacciato.
|
|
love
|
Franz Kafka |
|
4299a25
|
"Why do they lie?" she asked herself aloud. "They say time makes losing someone you loved easier to deal with, but it only makes it worse."
|
|
ask
bereavement
deal
death-dying
death-of-a-friend
death-of-a-loved-one
easy
grief
lie
loss
love
mourning
saying
time
worse
|
Rebecca McNutt |
|
f7174c3
|
She lived in the dream world of unreality, or else she would not admit reality; he did not know. In any case, he loved her as she was. It might never be used, but it would give her pleasure to have it.
|
|
coping
delusion
doom
last-days
love
post-apocalyptic
unreality
|
Nevil Shute |
|
28200b6
|
Better, I thought, not to touch at all than to touch and bring hurt upon myself and others. Better to do nothing than to make a move and have it be the wrong one. But even deciding to not touch or to be nothing is a decision, Vanyel, and by deciding not to touch, so as to avoid hurt, I then hurt those who tried to touch me.
|
|
loss
love
|
Mercedes Lackey |
|
7e394b3
|
I was very invested in love but it was just this long sex thing that could end at any moment because after all, it's about getting off.
|
|
illusion
investment
love
moment
relationship
sex
|
Chuck Palahniuk |
|
8521ec3
|
We all have to love you, and believe in you, and think you are looking out for our best interests. But look at us, Momma, and really see us.
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look
looking
love
mothers
parents
see
sight
trust
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V.C. Andrews |
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ac7c66b
|
The chilling thought occurred to me that breaking up with someone you love to criticize might be the only way to save yourself from becoming unlovable
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humor
love
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Bob Smith |
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41deb3d
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Lord, Your Word is a love letter to me, showing me how much You love me. And every time I read it, I love You more.
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lord
love
praise
word
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Stormie Omartian |
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2a48fda
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I was conscious, then, of a different ache, deeper and more sharp than the feeling of bereavement that a hangover will sometimes uncover in the heart.
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love
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Michael Chabon |
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319bb2e
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An Odonian undertook monogamy just as he might undertake a joint enterprise in production, a ballet or a soap-works. Partnership was a voluntarily constituted federation like any other. So long as it worked, it worked, and if it didn't work it stopped being. It was not an institution but a function. It had no sanction but that of private conscience.
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love
moraily
politics
property
relationships
sci-fi
women
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Ursula K. Le Guin |
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fac66f8
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"I don't want you hurt," he said gruffly. "I know." Her smile was winsome. "But falling isn't the end of the world. I may fall, it's true--in fact, I probably will fall--but really, one can't live without falling now and again."
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love
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Elizabeth Hoyt |
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c845285
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We had always segregated sex from feeling and from intellectual love, so you were either pure and virtuous, as Nassrin's uncle had said, or dirty and fun. What was alien to us was eros, true sensuality.
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love
sensuality
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Azar Nafisi |
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94585e0
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She didn't care if he was telling the truth. Milly felt nothing but she was very good at making men think otherwise. Sometimes, she nearly convinced herself.
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love
sex
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Roxane Gay |
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43446bb
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"Papa always said that in the beginning men and women roamed the world together, equal in strength - like lions and tigers -" "And giraffes?" interpolated Colonel Race slyly. I laughed. Everyone makes fun of that giraffe. "And giraffes. They were nomadic, you see. It wasn't till they settled down in communities, and women did one kind of thing and men another, that women got weak. And of course, underneath, one is still the same - one feels the same, I mean - and that is why women worship physical strength in men - it's what they once had and have lost." "Almost ancestor worship, in fact?" "Something of the kind." "And you really think that's true? That women worship strength, I mean?" "I think it's quite true - if one's honest. You think you admire moral qualities,but when you fall in love, you revert to the primitive where the physical is all that counts. But I don't think that's the end, if you lived in primitive conditions it would be all right, but you don't - and so, in the end, the other thing wins after all. It's the things that are apparently conquered that always do win, isn't it? They win in the only way that counts. Like what the Bible says about losing your life and finding it.". "In the end," said Colonel Race thoughtfully, "you fall in love - and you fall out of it, is that what you mean?" "Not exactly, but you can put it that way if you like."
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evolution
love
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Agatha Christie |
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4468385
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...Saeed's father wept only when he was alone in his room, silently, without tears, his body seized as though by a stutter, or a shiver, that would not let go, for his sense of loss was boundless, and his sense of the benevolence of the universe was shaken, and his wife had been his best friend.
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love
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Mohsin Hamid |
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52de787
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The Holy Spirit's desire is that we become more and more dependent upon Him for every step. That's because He wants to take us to places we've never been before. To heights we can't even imagine!
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desire
god
holy-spirit
inspiration
love
motivation
prayer
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Stormie Omartian |
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e352a49
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I stared at the little white agates in my hand, delicate as moon drops. The mystery of God's love as I understand it is that God loves the man who was being mean to his dog just as much as he loves babies; God loves Susan Smith, who drowned her two sons, as much as he loves Desmond Tutu. And he loved her just as much when she was releasing the handbrake of her car that sent her boys into the river as he did when she first nursed them. So of course, he loves old ordinary me, even or especially at my most scared and petty and mean and obsessive. Loves me; chooses me. Remembering this helped, but here is what in fact saved me: Sam came over to see what I held in my palm, glared contemptuously at my small white pebbles, and then without missing a beat slapped the bottom of my hand so that the agates scattered. He ran off down the beach, laughing with glee. It surprised me so, this small meanness, that it made me catch my breath. Boy, I thought, is he going to be hard to place. When I was young I would have felt, What's the point of trying to be good if the people who aren't even trying get to be equally loved? Now I just picked up my pace and tried to catch up with that rotten Sam, because I don't know much of anything for sure. Only that I am loved - as is
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god-s-love
knowledge
love
mystery
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Anne Lamott |
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f7256b7
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Like the pleasure of friendship, the pleasure in beauty is curious: it aims to understand its object, and to value what it finds.
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curious
disinterest
friendship
love
pleasure
value
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Roger Scruton |
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fb14f8a
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She could not bear the tenderness which a dog would evoke, she did not want the pain of another love. She knew how very much, how desperately, she would love her dog; and dogs are vulnerable and short-lived and die.
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iris-murdoch
love
painful
pets
tenderness
the-message-to-the-planet
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Iris Murdoch |
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e3e2821
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I contemplated her, seeing her young bland face looking at me, now removed as if behind a gauze curtain. She quietly invited me to suffer. There was a great space now, a great silent hall in which this suffering could take place. There was no urgency now, nothing to plan, nothing to achieve. What shall I do with it, I asked her, what shall I do now with my love for you which you so terribly revived by reappearing in my life? Why did you come back, if you could not content me? What can I do now with the great useless machine of my love which has no wholesome work to do? I can do nothing for you any more, my darling. I wondered if I would be fated to live with this love, making of it a shrine which could not now be desecrated. Perhaps when I was living alone and being everyone's uncle like a celibate priest I would keep this fruitless love as my secret chapel. Could I then learn to love uselessly and unpossessively and would this prove to be the monastic mysticism which I had hoped to attain when I came away to the sea?
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love
the-sea-the-sea
unrequited-love
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Iris Murdoch |
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285ff25
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We came, Takver thought, from a great distance to each other. We have always done so. Over great distances, over years, over abysses of chance. It is because he comes from so far away that nothing can separate us. Nothing, no distances, no years, can be greater than the distance that's already between us, the distance of our sex, the differences of our being, our minds; that gap, that abyss which we bridge with a look, with a touch, with a word, the easiest thing in the world. Look how far away he is, asleep. Look how far away he is, he always is. But he comes back, he comes back, he comes back....
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love
time
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Ursula K. Le Guin |
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e850f11
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I go, but I always remember you.
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journey
love
memory
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Isabel Allende |
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f77d0b6
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But there she was, standing next to his mother, so beautiful, so radiant that he could not see anyone else. Suddenly the rest of the world seemed like such a chore. He didn't want to be here at this dance, with people he didn't want to talk to and messages he didn't particularly wish to deliver. He didn't want to dance with young ladies he didn't know, and he didn't want to make polite conversation with people he did. He just wanted Billie, and he wanted her all to himself. He forgot about Tallywhite. He forgot about pease, porridge, and pudding, and he stalked across the room with such single-minded purpose that the crowds seemed to melt from his path. And somehow, amazingly, the rest of the world had not yet noticed her. She was so beautiful, so uncommonly alive and real in this room full of waxen dolls. She would not go undiscovered for long. But not yet. Soon he would have to fight the throngs of eager young gentlemen, but for now, she was still his alone.
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beauty
focus
love
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Julia Quinn |
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907f30c
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"This is what we are like. Collectively, as a species, this is our emotional landscape. I met an old lady once, almost one hundred years old, and she told me, "There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over, all through history. How much do you love me? And Who's in charge?" Everything else is somehow manageable. But these two questions of love and control undo us all, trip us up and cause war, grief and suffering."
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life
love
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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282b299
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The sun was hot and bright. A day for fishing, for swimming, for playing tennis and having fun, and they put my Christopher in the ground.
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heartbreak
incest
loss
love
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V.C. Andrews |
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5461ed7
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"Answer me one thing," her twin said. "What." "Do you love the bas--him. Do you love him?" Payne looked back through the glass at the human on the bed. "Yes. I am in love with him. And if you try to dissuade me by the fact that I have not lived yet enough to judge, I say unto you . . . fuck off." -Vishous & Payne"
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love
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J.R. Ward |
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905e339
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While Christianity was able to agree with pagan writers that inordinate attachment to earthly goods can lead to unnecessary pain and grief, it also taught that the answer to this was not to love things less but to love God more than anything else. Only when our greatest love is God, a love that we cannot lose even in death, can we face all things with peace. Grief was not to be eliminated but seasoned and buoyed up with love and hope.
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hope
jesus
love
pain
suffering
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Timothy J. Keller |
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849e2d4
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Fannie Mae had aroused his anger, then reduced his anger to verbal breast-beating, and finally to silent hurt. Still, the love remained. Why?
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love
relationship
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Frank Herbert |
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45ff322
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"She came very close, and looking into my eyes, she said, "My Jenny," and then she bent her head and kissed me--here, on the left-hand corner of my mouth. And nobody knows better than I that I couldn't have felt anything, because Tamsin was a ghost--but nobody but me knows what I felt. And I'll always know."
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love
love-quotes
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Peter S. Beagle |
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2ff31c8
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How could it be that I had actually kissed her cheek without enveloping her, without becoming her? How could I at that moment have refrained from kneeling at her feet and howling?
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desire
dramatic
howling
iris-murdoch
kiss
love
passionate-love
soul-mates
the-black-prince
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Iris Murdoch |
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5576e32
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"Her gaze flickered to the balcony doors and back, her brows knitted in confusion. "My balcony doesn't connect to yours." "I jumped." He grinned at the flash of concern he saw in "her eyes. "At dinner, your grandmother informed me that you'd be moving to the room beside mine. She also mentioned how close my balcony was to yours; so close that even an old lady like herself could leap between the two without the least effort." Venetia's cheeks heated and she pulled her nightgown closer. "Grandmama is anything but subtle." "Almost as subtle as your mother." "Oh, no! Not Mama, too." Gregor paused beside a small table to pick up a silver tray holding a cut crystal decanter and matching glasses and set it on the table before Venetia. "Your mother was concerned I might be afraid of heights. She told me that if she were thinking of jumping between the balconies and couldn't bring herself to make the leap, it might be possible to pick the lock on the connecting door with, say, a cravat pin." Venetia blushed. "I'm surprised they aren't in here now, throwing rose petals before you as you walk." "I would never countenance petal tossing. Too showy."
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family
hilarious
humor
love
lovers
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Karen Hawkins |
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e8adfbd
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But love is strange, as they used to say at the Chameleon Club. Even those of us who value intelligence over appearance have discovered, to our chagrin, that a high IQ doesn't necessarily translate into kindness or even conscience.
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love
lovers
relationships
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Francine Prose |
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851c9f3
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...Mrs. Warren allowed her book to fall closed upon her lap, and her attractive face awakened to an expression of agreeable expectation, in itself denoting the existence of interesting and desirable qualities in the husband at the moment inserting his latch-key in the front door preparatory to mounting the stairs and joining her. The man who, after twenty-five years of marriage, can call, by his return to her side, this expression to the countenance of an intelligent woman is, without question or argument, an individual whose life and occupations are as interesting as his character and points of view.
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commitment
enjoyment
faithfulness
interesting
life
love
marriage
partners
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Frances Hodgson Burnett |
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b06434b
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Se amava quel viso non indulgente, era perche era netto, espressivo e risoluto. Vedeva, o gli sembrava di vedere, come tali qualita fossero state mascherate o soffocate da atteggiamenti piu convenzionali: una modestia simulata, un'appropriata pazienza, un disprezzo che si spacciava per calma. Al suo peggio - oh, lui la vedeva chiaramente, malgrado la possessione che esercitava su di lui - al suo peggio guardava in basso e di traverso e sorrideva timidamente, e questo sorriso era quasi una smorfia meccanica, perche era una bugia, una convenzione, un breve forzato riconoscimento delle aspettative del mondo. Lu aveva visto subito, cosi gli pareva, cio che lei era in essenza, seduta alla tavola di Crabb Robinson ad ascoltare dispute maschili, credendosi osservatrice inosservata. Se, riflette, la maggior parte degli uomini avesse visto la durezza e la fierezza e la tirannia, si, la tirannia di quel volto, se ne sarebbe ritratta. Il suo destino sarebbe stato di essere amata solo da timidi inetti, segretamente desiderosi che lei li punisse o li comandasse, o da anime candide, convinte che la fredda aria di delicato riserbo esprimesse una sorta di purezza femminile che tutti a quei tempi facevano mostra di desiderare. Ma lui aveva capito immediatamente che lei era per lui, che lei aveva qualcosa in comune con lui, lei com'era veramente o avrebbe potuto essere, se fosse stata libera.
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identity
love
possession
women-s-nature
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A.S. Byatt |
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263d817
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"That woman," Grimm said quietly, "drives me quite insane." Kettle grunted. "Why'd you marry her, then?"
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funny
love
marriage
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Jim Butcher |
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38f3555
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... con tantos encajes pareces una ola y me das el mismo miedo que de nino tuve al mar.
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love
ocean
sea
spanish
water
waves
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Federico García Lorca |
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79ecfbd
|
There are lot of things we don't want to know about the people we love.
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|
fight
life
love
women
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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259d687
|
A thought struck me: maybe I wouldn't ever be the real me again. Because the only thing that would snap things back to the way they were, would be if he had't died.
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life
love
moving-on
sad
wife
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Marian Keyes |
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3f9226a
|
"Do you think they were ever happy?" "Definitely," I said. "Definitely?" "For sure." "She went crazy. His business failed. They couldn't have children of their own. He went to prison. HRT gave her cancer. I shot his brother in the eye and then married a man who cost him his business. When were they happy?" "In the cracks?" I said. "In the cracks." "Yeah."
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love
lovers
marriage
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Michael Chabon |
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89005ea
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"Anger, resentment, jealousy, desire for revenge, lust, greed, antagonisms, and rivalries are the obvious signs that I have left home. And that happens quite easily. When I pay careful attention to what goes on in my mind from moment to moment, I come to the disconcerting discovery that there are very few moments during the day when I am really free from these dark emotions, passions and feelings. Constantly falling back into an old trap, before I am even fully aware of it, I find myself wondering why someone hurt me, rejected me, or didn't pay attention to me. Without realizing it, I find myself brooding about someone else's success, my own loneliness, and the way the world abuses me. Despite my conscious intentions, I often catch myself daydreaming about becoming rich, powerful, and very famous. All of these mental games reveal to me the fragility of my faith that I am the Beloved One on whom God's favor rests. I am so afraid of being disliked, blamed, put aside, passed over, ignored, persecuted, and killed, that I am constantly developing strategies to defend myself and thereby assure myself of the love I think I need and deserve. And in so doing I move far away from my father's home and choose to dwell in a "distant country." --
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father
hurt
jealousy
love
lust
resentment
revenge
rivalry
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Henri J.M. Nouwen |
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f9f334d
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All the morning since he got up he had been trying to fight through his duties--leaning against a hope--a hope that first had bowed, and then had broke as soon as he really tried its weight. There was not a sign of Sylvia's liking for him to be gathered from the most careful recollection of the past evening. It was of no use thinking there was. It was better to give it up altogether and at once. But what if he could not? What if the thought of her was bound up with his life; and that once torn out by his own free will, the very roots of his heart must come also?
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love
philip
sylvia
thoughts
unreq
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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379f64a
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"John dear!" said I in the gentlest voice, "the key is down by the front steps, under a plantain leaf!" That silenced him for a few moments. Then he said--very quietly indeed, "Open the door, my darling!" "I can't," said I. "The key is down by the front door under a plantain leaf!" And then I said it again, several times, very gently and slowly, and said it so often that he had to go and see, and he got it of course, and came in."
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irony
love
marriage
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Charlotte Perkins Gilman |
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8069bf6
|
"Oh, Danny, it's so confusing." "Not really. You're falling in love with him. Or are already in love with him." "But am I? Or just... overwhelmed?" "Love is overwhelming.[...]"
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louisa
love
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Jennifer Ashley |
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41e411b
|
"Soulmates" is what you aim for, but soup snakes is what you get sometimes."
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humor
love
relationships
the-office
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Mindy Kaling |
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3c4dcf5
|
I don't know what it is about the food your mother makes for you, especially when it's something that anyone can make - pancakes, meat loaf, tuna salad - but it carries a certain taste of memory.
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love
memory
mother
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Mitch Albom |
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e47c4ba
|
But stronger than his knowledge was his love for the boy, his devotion, his fear of losing him. Had he ever lost his heart to anybody so completely, so painfully, so hopelessly and yet so happily?
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love
|
Hermann Hesse |
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3690835
|
I was the last of the four Dresden dolls. Only me... and I didn't want to be here.
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|
heartbreak
loss
love
|
V.C. Andrews |
|
ab36035
|
i' don't really understand people who are in love . it's difficult to display your emotions.
|
|
emotions-quotes
love
manga
|
Ai Yazawa |
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39da8a2
|
Nao ha porque te compares com os demais, e se a natureza te criou para morcego, nao deves aspirar ser avestruz. as vezes te consideras por demais esquisito e te reprovas por seguires caminhos diversos dos da maioria. Deixa-te disso. Contempla o fogo, as nuvens e quando surgirem pressagios e as vozes soarem em tua alma abandona-te a elas sem perguntares se isso convem.
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|
love
max-demian
reflection
sinclair
|
Hermann Hesse |
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2e1cc16
|
He believed he was in love with her, if he knew what love was.
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love
question
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Tim LaHaye |
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ab189fa
|
But whatever she was I loved her and was committed to her and had always been, here and out beyond the stars, those stars behind stars behind stars which I had seen that night when I lay on the rocks and the golden sky slowly turned the universe inside out.
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|
commitment
description
iris-murdoch
love
stars
the-sea-the-sea
unconditional-love
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Iris Murdoch |
|
4995ece
|
A month ago it would have been my dream just to be in his bedroom watching a movie, but now it's torture because I want so much more. It's like my entire conscious state has been reduced to this toxic blend of hope and uncertainty. I hate that I have to act cool and almost pretend I don't like him when in fact I do, because, God forbid, I come across as desperate for attention or a little clingy, which everyone should know are perfectly natural human behaviors, after all. Ugh!
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|
clinging
dating
desperation
emotions
feelings
love
lust
|
Daria Snadowsky |
|
4205ebb
|
If you allow disagreements and arguments to escalate, you are making the bone of contention of whatever you are heatedly arguing about more important than your relationship.
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|
inspiration
life
love
relationships
self-help
the-laws-of-love
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Chris Prentiss |
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a54979e
|
mii`yaanghnuengthiichan`yaakb`keth`aiw hlangcchaakaidyineruue`ngph`aemkhr`bkhrawaelakaartadsinaicchkh`ngeth`thanghmdaelw chan`yaakcchab`kkabeth`waakaaraih`phayepneruue`ngsamkhayna emuue`eth`aih`phayeth`kccharak
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love
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Jon Krakauer |
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ed63dae
|
It was something in the way she moved. Something in the way she breathed. Something in the way she merely 'was' . And he didn't think he was ever going to get over it.
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chapter-8
favorite
francesca-kilmartin-bridgerton
julia-quinn
love
michael-stirling
when-he-was-wicked
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Julia Quinn |
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323cd7d
|
"(...) I could "talk fast" -- that's to say, without hesitating, stammering -- most of the time -- but there were categories of words, sentiments, I could never say, they'd have stuck in my throat. The embarrassment of it even whispering-teasing to Legs for instance 'Yeah you're my heart too!' or 'I love you' or 'I would die for you', nobody ever talked that way, mostly there was just my mother and me and we hardly talked at all."
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love
romantic-friendship
teenagers
|
Joyce Carol Oates |
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9996840
|
Harry has heard this before. Thelma's voice is dutiful and deliberately calm, issuing small family talk when both know that what she wants to discuss is her old issue, that flared up a minute ago, of whether he loves her or not, or why at least he doesn't need her as much as she does him. But their relationship at the start was established with her in pursuit of him, and all the years since, of hidden meetings, of wise decisions to end it and thrilling abject collapses back into sex, have not disrupted the fundamental pattern of her giving and his taking, of her fearing their end more than he, and clinging, and disliking herself for clinging, and wanting to punish him for her dislike, and him shrugging and continuing to bask in the sun of her love, that rises every day whether he is there or not. He can't believe it, quite, and has to keep testing her.
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|
disdain
disparity
love
rabbit-angstrom
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John Updike |
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efea7e2
|
I wish they would all go away. Except the Fool. I wished he would join me. Somehow, I had always thought he would join me. Now, I could not recall why. Perhaps I had buried that in the stone.
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forgotten
love
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Robin Hobb |
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e37c5a5
|
I would tell my 14 year old self to never ever, ever put all of your money in one bank account. And love the ones who love you back. You're going to want to quit...DON'T! Oh, and get everything in writing.
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financial-wisdom
greatness
lessons-of-life
love
marriage
relationships
soledad-francis
success
truth
wealth
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Brandi L. Bates |
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f027d20
|
"I wish," said Dr Perholt to the djinn, "I wish you would love me." "You honor me," said the djinn, "and maybe you have wasted your wish, for it may well be that love would have happened anyway, since we are together, and sharing our life stories, as lovers do."
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life-stories
love
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A.S. Byatt |
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4abf762
|
His face was so ravaged, it was like looking at death itself. Except for the smooth, silvered part of it. By creeping degrees, his human hand lifted. He turned it over, showing a bloody palm. His cracked lips moved. 'Beloved.' He could not say the word, but I knew it. So did his Fool.
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|
death
fitz
fool
love
sorrow
whole
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Robin Hobb |
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2acd00e
|
Because courage, survival, love--all these things didn't live in one man. They lived in them all or they died and every man with them; they had come to believe that to abandon one man was to abandon themselves.
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|
love
survival
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Richard Flanagan |
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2aa7bec
|
If you will count, count the stars, dear one. How many stars in the sky, looking down on us as we lie in each other's arms and taste joy? How many gleaming fish in the lake where I splash our son in the water and hear his streaks of glee ring out in the clear air? A fine little salmon you made, that night in the rain. How many times does the heart beat, how fast does the blood run when at last we touch, and touch again, and breathe the same desperate, longing breath? Count those things, for they are the stuff of life and hope.
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|
hope
life
love
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Juliet Marillier |
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e349d7e
|
But I must admit that my motives were no entirely noble; there were in me at least some elements of the anger and hurt vanity that characterize a spurned lover, and these unworthy sentiments helped me to keep my distance.
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love
|
Mohsin Hamid |
|
b60d833
|
And they did what lovers often do when they think the future stretches out endless before them as bright as on the noon of creation day: they talked ceaselessly of the past, as if each must be caught up on the other's previous doings before they can move forward paired.
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happiness
love
|
Charles Frazier |
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165ce4e
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We have power as consumers. We can exercise that power all the time by not choosing to invest time, energy or funds to support the production of mass media images that do not reflect life-enhancing values, that undermine a love ethic.
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change
consummerism
generosity
humanity
love
optimism
principles
society
values
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bell hooks |
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"She's drawn to me just as I'm drawn to her. She can't keep away. She circles, forced to keep her distance, afraid of abandoning her husband and, even more, her son for too long. But she keeps coming, like a moth to my candle, staying longer than she should, leaving late for dinners and birthday parties, singeing her wings. She's risking her marriage for me, her family, her reputation. And I, the moth circling her candle, realize that she's not just a candle. She's a moth as well, circling me. I look at her and see myself reflected, my feelings, my desires. And she, looking at me, must see herself. And which of us is moth and which is candle hardly seems to matter. We're both the same. That's the secret. What moths never tell us as they whirl in their dances. What Manucci learned at Pak Tea House. What sufis veil in verse. I turn her around and look into her eyes and see the wonder in them that must be in mine as well, the wonder I first saw on our night of ecstasy, and I feel myself explode, expand, fill the universe, then collapse, implode like a detonation under water, become tiny, disappear. I'm hardly aware of myself, of her, when I open my mouth. There is just us, and I speak for us when I speak, and I must be trembling and crying, but I don't even know if I am or what I'm doing. I just say it. "I love you." And I lose myself in her eyes and we kiss and I feel myself becoming part of something new, something larger, something I never knew could be. Union. There are no words."
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encircle
love
moth
passion
sufism
union
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Mohsin Hamid |
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"Mearth appeared angry and disappointed briefly, but then she just gazed at the ground. "...It must be horrible, feeling all alone, is it?" she asked. "Oh, not really," said Alecto, his eyes lifeless, his voice listless. "I'm going to be forgotten by someone who I can't forget, though. That will be terrible... but maybe it's better if she does forget me altogether."
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forget
friendship
listless
lonliness
love
memory
sad
sadness
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Rebecca McNutt |
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Open her heart to me, please, God. After the mess I've made of things, I can't do this on my own.
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inspirational
love
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Karen Kingsbury |
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"Make peace with others. The only thing you can change about the past is the damage you may have done to relationships. You may need to make amends with some people and say sorry. Sometimes it feels like we have unfinished business if we leave something in a state of tension. Break the ice, admit you were wrong, and then you and the other person can let go of any bitterness and move on. Sometimes God won't let us rest with ourselves and be at peace unless we take care of certain things. The Bible says in Matthew 5, "Therefore if you are presenting your offering at the altar, and there remember that your brother has something against you, leave your offering there before the altar and go; first be reconciled to your brother, and then come and present your offering." Another good verse that is related to this is in Mark 11, "Whenever you stand praying, forgive, if you have anything against anyone, so that your Father who is in heaven will also forgive you your transgressions. But if you do not forgive, neither will your Father who is in heaven forgive your transgressions." So we need to forgive others and we need to ask for their forgiveness if we have done them wrong. When Jesus was asked how many times we have to forgive others He said 70 times 7, as in, countless times. Joyce Meyer says, "Do yourself a favor and forgive," because you will never truly have peace until you forgive everyone and anyone who has done you wrong. Amen."
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god
holy-spirit
jesus
joy
love
peace
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Lisa Bedrick |
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I suppose that's the way affairs come to an end. Somebody grabs a fork and stabs the other in the hand. And that's it
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heartbreak
love
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Alexander McCall Smith |
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I would have seen flaws in this, later in my life. I would have felt the impatience, even suspicion, a woman can feel towards a man who lacks a motive. Who has only friendship to offer and offers that so easily and bountifully that even if it is rejected he can move along as buoyantly as ever. Here was no solitary fellow hoping to hook up with a girl. Even I could see that, inexperienced as I was. Just a person who took comfort in the moment and in a sort of reasonable facade of life.
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love
men
relationships
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Alice Munro |
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I was sixteen back then, and I was going to a party with my girlfriend and Earl. Earl was driving, and his new squeeze was in the passenger seat. I was in the back, holding hands with mine. That was such a big thing at that age, clasping the hand of someone you loved. A heady declaration, the closing of a circuit, the joining of two souls. When you get older you don't seem to do it so much. Your hands are generally busy with other things, and every relationship goes through an accelerated evolution. Everyone you meet has an apartment, and either self-confidence or a desperate lack of it: Either tends to make you rush through the hand-holding stage. Sure, you may do it later, but it's not the same. It's like eating your appetizer after your dessert. When you're a grown-up, the only time you get to trace slowly through that delicious progression is when you're having an affair, which I guess is why so many people have affairs. A trip back in time, to when everything had weight, through the medium of unfaithfulness.
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love
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Michael Marshall Smith |
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If a person loves something above all else, if he values the work of his heart and hands, then he should naturally, without hesitation, pour into it his whole soul, undivided and pure. Great art demands nothing less.
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creation
creativity
love
work
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Susan Vreeland |
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"My love!" Kevin said. "You must rise. Get up! Get up so far into the future, we can meet and I can go to your bakery and eat the royal hell out of your croissants!"
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love
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T.J. Klune |
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This, explained the angel, is hell. The people do not love each other. They only want to feed themselves.
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love
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David Mitchell |
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I too can play the madman, the fool, the hero; in short, any or everything to rescue her I love.
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love
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James Fenimore Cooper |
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The events that occur in my life are workout situations. They are there for my benefit so I can become strong and gain wisdom and information by working my way through those situations.
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addiction-and-recovery
addiction-free
chris-prentiss
chris-prentiss-quotes
guilt
happiness
joy
life
love
pain
passages-malibu
passages-ventura
peace
philosophy
philosophy-of-life
wisdom
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Chris Prentiss |
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The city was new again, and newly dangerous, and I would walk the streets quickly, eyes averted from those of passersby, like a spy in the employ of lust and happiness, carrying the secret deep within me but always on the tip of my tongue.
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love
sex
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Michael Chabon |
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Quanto a Emma, non si chiedeva se lo amasse. Ella credeva che l'amore dovesse arrivare all'improvviso, con fragori e folgori; uragano dei cieli che cade sulla vita, la sconvolge, strappa via le volonta come foglie, e trascina all'abisso il cuore intero. Ella non sapeva che sulle terrazze delle case la pioggia forma laghetti quando le grondaie sono ingorgate, e avrebbe continuato a credersi al sicuro, quando a un tratto scopri una crepa nel muro.
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italiano
love
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Gustave Flaubert |